Squad, wassup
Give a f*ck 'bout what that nigga said
Redrum when i'm popping at heads
I was thinking bout u, ho
I was up in the whip off drugs and shit, but i'll never do coke
Tell me why all my hoes is bad, and came with white toes
Pull up fried, spent a bag on the ho, shit, you know
I get tired of putting up with this shit, yeah, fasho
Pour me up twin, the shit i say to my brother
Bad ass ho, i can't leave her for another
Bitch tryn' play with me, said he like a brother
Cuts up on my arm cause I suffer
Nigga said I ain't nun', f*ck your mother
New extended mag for the cutter
Bad bitch calling tryna cuddle
I'd swap this life for another
Chrome Heart wallet filled with hundreds
She like all my tracks, say I run it
Niggas love my tracks, its ironic
Remember back then, didn't want it
Twin ran up money like its Sonic
Bad bitch, i love her and her body
These hoes will f*ck anybody
Switch out lamb to the r-
Switch out lamb to the Rari
I ain't text u back girl sorry
Walk in, 2 cups in the party
All red bitch, i'm feeling like carti, I told that ho, come here lets get it started
Walk into this bitch, my twin sipping that top shelf, he can't see at all, hardly
I told my mama, don't think i could do it, baby, u don't gotta worry
Cash to collect in a hurry
New shit got me seeing blurry
Bad bitch f-
F*ck it up
Bad ho make me feel worried
He ain't have the stick cause he scary
Pray you come back tho, fasho
But i ain't gone come back first, and u know it
I knew this finna hurt
Spain, Caicos, Turks
Bang, flash first
She want me for sure
Could tell before she said a word
VETEMENTS on the shirt
Rockstar like Kurt
Twin caught selling work
Squad, wassup
Give a f*ck 'bout what that nigga said
Redrum when i'm popping at heads
I was thinking bout u, ho
I was up in the whip off drugs and shit, but i'll never do coke
Tell me why all my hoes is bad, and came with white toes
Pull up fried, spent a bag on the ho, shit, you know
I get tired of putting up with this shit, yeah, fasho
Pour me up twin, the shit i say to my brother
Bad ass ho, i can't leave her for another
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Squad, wassup
Give a f*ck 'bout what that nigga said
Redrum when i'm popping at heads
I was thinking bout u, ho
I was up in the whip off drugs and shit, but i'll never do coke
Tell me why all my hoes is bad, and came with white toes
Pull up fried, spent a bag on the ho, shit, you know
I get tired of putting up with this shit, yeah, fasho
Pour me up twin, the shit i say to my brother
Bad ass ho, i can't leave her for another
Bitch tryn' play with me, said he like a brother
Cuts up on my arm cause I suffer
Nigga said I ain't nun', f*ck your mother
New extended mag for the cutter
Bad bitch calling tryna cuddle
I'd swap this life for another
Chrome Heart wallet filled with hundreds
She like all my tracks, say I run it
Niggas love my tracks, its ironic
Remember back then, didn't want it
Twin ran up money like its Sonic
Bad bitch, i love her and her body
These hoes will f*ck anybody
Switch out lamb to the r-
Switch out lamb to the Rari
I ain't text u back girl sorry
Walk in, 2 cups in the party
All red bitch, i'm feeling like carti, I told that ho, come here lets get it started
Walk into this bitch, my twin sipping that top shelf, he can't see at all, hardly
I told my mama, don't think i could do it, baby, u don't gotta worry
Cash to collect in a hurry
New shit got me seeing blurry
Bad bitch f-
F*ck it up
Bad ho make me feel worried
He ain't have the stick cause he scary
Pray you come back tho, fasho
But i ain't gone come back first, and u know it
I knew this finna hurt
Spain, Caicos, Turks
Bang, flash first
She want me for sure
Could tell before she said a word
VETEMENTS on the shirt
Rockstar like Kurt
Twin caught selling work
Squad, wassup
Give a f*ck 'bout what that nigga said
Redrum when i'm popping at heads
I was thinking bout u, ho
I was up in the whip off drugs and shit, but i'll never do coke
Tell me why all my hoes is bad, and came with white toes
Pull up fried, spent a bag on the ho, shit, you know
I get tired of putting up with this shit, yeah, fasho
Pour me up twin, the shit i say to my brother
Bad ass ho, i can't leave her for another
Give a f*ck 'bout what that nigga said
Redrum when i'm popping at heads
I was thinking bout u, ho
I was up in the whip off drugs and shit, but i'll never do coke
Tell me why all my hoes is bad, and came with white toes
Pull up fried, spent a bag on the ho, shit, you know
I get tired of putting up with this shit, yeah, fasho
Pour me up twin, the shit i say to my brother
Bad ass ho, i can't leave her for another
Bitch tryn' play with me, said he like a brother
Cuts up on my arm cause I suffer
Nigga said I ain't nun', f*ck your mother
New extended mag for the cutter
Bad bitch calling tryna cuddle
I'd swap this life for another
Chrome Heart wallet filled with hundreds
She like all my tracks, say I run it
Niggas love my tracks, its ironic
Remember back then, didn't want it
Twin ran up money like its Sonic
Bad bitch, i love her and her body
These hoes will f*ck anybody
Switch out lamb to the r-
Switch out lamb to the Rari
I ain't text u back girl sorry
Walk in, 2 cups in the party
All red bitch, i'm feeling like carti, I told that ho, come here lets get it started
Walk into this bitch, my twin sipping that top shelf, he can't see at all, hardly
I told my mama, don't think i could do it, baby, u don't gotta worry
Cash to collect in a hurry
New shit got me seeing blurry
Bad bitch f-
F*ck it up
Bad ho make me feel worried
He ain't have the stick cause he scary
Pray you come back tho, fasho
But i ain't gone come back first, and u know it
I knew this finna hurt
Spain, Caicos, Turks
Bang, flash first
She want me for sure
Could tell before she said a word
VETEMENTS on the shirt
Rockstar like Kurt
Twin caught selling work
Squad, wassup
Give a f*ck 'bout what that nigga said
Redrum when i'm popping at heads
I was thinking bout u, ho
I was up in the whip off drugs and shit, but i'll never do coke
Tell me why all my hoes is bad, and came with white toes
Pull up fried, spent a bag on the ho, shit, you know
I get tired of putting up with this shit, yeah, fasho
Pour me up twin, the shit i say to my brother
Bad ass ho, i can't leave her for another
Writer: Marcellus R
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